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Hello my friends, I am Fairuz, married and have two children. I will tell you my story. In this war and the suffering we are living, I was sleeping with my family and my two children, Ahmed and Mohammed... The morning of October 7, the fateful day that turned our lives upside down. I had a very beautiful life. My husband worked in a restaurant and we lacked nothing. My children had many toys and many clothes. We hoped and drank the most beautiful thing. I will share with you some of our pictures before and after the war... The day came that changed my life and the lives of my children. We no longer owned anything and our house was completely destroyed on the second day of the war. We escaped from it with difficulty. My child Ahmed was ten months old, Ahmed and Mohammed were 4 years old. We took a few clothes and left our destroyed house and were displaced to many places. Then we went to the south on foot, and I was carrying my child Ahmed, and the bombing and missiles were above our heads. I was very afraid for them. We were crying a lot on the way. We did not know which way to go or where to go. My children and I cried a lot on the way and went to UNRWA schools. I couldn't live there. I didn't have a place for my children and I to sit. We set up a tent and winter came to us. The weather was very cold. We didn't have blankets, bedding or anything... These were the worst days of my life. Then came the insects that filled the place from all directions. 💔 And Muhammad got hepatitis, so I was crying a lot during that period. And Ahmed got pimples that were spreading all over his body. I wished for death during that period, because I couldn't bear this suffering. Now we need blankets, movements, food, drink and cleaning tools.

These are pictures of my children and my husband before the war

I will share with you pictures of us after the war and of our devastation

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Taash’s introduction is so much funnier when you remember that they have NO idea who Rook is

Rook literally rocks up in the middle of their work and is all, “Hey, nice to meet you, can’t wait to work together :)” and Taash is just ?????

They have no idea where this clown came from mid job or why Rook thinks they’re working together. Who is this rando? Did the lord’s hire them? Taash has done this job some many times before, why would they need help now?

Rook then proceeds to immediately step on Taash’s hot Qun button and it’s amazing they don’t just get punched.

Then it turns out that Rook is their new boss! That their mother hadn’t bothered to tell them about!?

Absolutely wild from their perspective

I think where the “you’re just mad people are critiquing a game you like” crowd gets me the most is that I’ve read all their critiques. I was legitimately surprised on my first run that some people took Veilguard so personally and were vitriolic so I went through and read what they were saying because I was like “what did I miss?” That’s my first instinct when something confuses me is to dig. (Oh hey I applied this to the game too! Crazy!)

And when I started breaking down what they were saying was when I started getting annoyed because their arguments were either in such bad faith, reductive, or just plain wrong. Like Orientalism in the game? Fair! But I have not seen talk of that get anywhere near the amount of traction as “Solas should have torn down the Veil and him and Lavellan should have had elf supremacy together and they didn’t so game bad.” “I missed a bunch of stuff then blamed BioWare.” Or “I didn’t like how it played out so writing bad.” Or “They didn’t say the Maker enough and I counted.” That last one is my favorite. Oh and “the language is too modern” and they’re specifically talking about Taash because they don’t want to admit nonbinary people make them uncomfortable.

But wow I don’t see that energy from the other side at all. I don’t see them even trying to understand or read why people like the game. I try to encourage people to read your meta write ups as well as my own and they either just want to pick a fight because I have the audacity to love the game rather than hear me out or step outside of that negativity for like two seconds. Here we are two months later and they’re still acting like Veilguard broke into their house and beat them up and stole their sixty bucks then took a piss on the old games.

taash dragonage if you read this I am free on Thursday night and would like to hang out. Please respond to this and then hang out with me on Thursday night when I’m free.

Harding: This is a weird question, but do you think I could sit on your shoulders in battle one day? Taash: Why? Harding: I could shoot at people. And you could axe them. We'd be walking artillery. Unstoppable. Taash: Oh. Ohhhh. Yes.

I was forwarded a DISSERTATION on how Neve isn't a real relationship for Lucanis, “because she doesn't validate Spite”, and truly, genuinely:

I need y'all to stop whole ass making shit up to protect your blorbo from this character, who is actually better than you in every way, and go see a therapist.

do y'all ever have inside jokes with like. yourself. yeah you can't fuck him you'll end up on the ceiling... incomprehensible

cottage. quiet. [chapter 03]

Cottage. Quiet | Chapter 02 [ Ao3 Link ] [ ch. 01 ] [ ch. 02 ] [ch. 03] Word Count: 4500 Rating: 16+ Summary: Ma, Harding, and Taash deal with an unwelcome guest.

This one took a little while longer to get out than usual. My writer's block seems to be flaring up and I'm a little emotionally shaken, but it's out! I think I'll take the next chapter to finish off some light fluff and filler, and then fall back strong with where I'm hoping my story to go.

As always, thanks for reading! I really appreciate every single one of you.

I'm having So much fun with the colorblind challenge